(Like many Netflix customers, I too can get quite lax with the timely watching and returning of my movies, which of course defeats the entire purpose of having a flat-rate rental plan in the first place. To combat that, I am now writing standardized mini-reviews of each and every movie I end up watching through Netflix, both instantly and on DVD. Don't forget, all previous 'Justify My Netflix' reviews can be found on CCLaP's main movie page.)
Why I added it to my queue: Because it's the latest high-profile adaptation of a novel by "Master of the Uncomfortable" Chuck Palahniuk; and I'm a big huge fan of Palahniuk so am willing to watch just about any adaptation of his work ever made.
The reality: A Palahniuk story re-imagined as a zany scatological comedy? Yeah, just as disastrously wrong as it sounds, kind of like trying to make some ultra-dark New French Extremity point about rape by having the female victim fart in the middle of one. Ugh -- talk about a movie too horrible to even waste time railing against.
Strangest piece of trivia: The entire thing was shot in three weeks. Gee, really?
Worth your time? Good Lord, no